"Is there anything going on in the training hall today?”Yang Jian looked at Kang Anyu, the eldest of the Six Friends of Meishan, and asked.
"Reporting to Exalted Goddess, there is nothing much happening in the training hall. However, in recent years, there has been a great drought near the Guanjiang River.”Kang Anyu bent his body slightly and said.
Hearing Kang Anyu's words, Yang Jian's brows twitched slightly.
The Guanjiang River was located in the middle of the Nine Provinces, and there were many humans living nearby.
The cultivators were not affected by the three-year drought, but it was a disaster for mortals.
Ding!" There is a drought at the Guanjiang River. The people are in dire straits. Host, please make your choice…"
"Ding…option 1. Don't care about it and let it die. I will cultivate in seclusion. System reward: 3,000,000 merit points.”
"Ding! Option 2: Cast a spell to rain and save the people from fire and water. System reward: eight million merit points.”
Seeing the two choices given by the system, Yang Jian fell into a short period of thought.
Casting a spell to rain was just a casual matter for immortals.
However, with the establishment of the new Heavenly Court and the end of the apotheosis, the new heavenly rules were born. Under such circumstances, the immortals did not dare to easily use immortal techniques in the mortal world. Moreover, privately raining would violate the heavenly rules.
He refused to become a god, so he was not a member of the celestial heavens. The celestial heavens 'rules and regulations did not control him, but he privately rained on the human world, which was equivalent to going against the celestial heavens.
His uncle was in a hurry to establish his power. If he jumped into the rain now, the other party would definitely use him to establish his power.
After all, on the God-Naming Platform, when he refused to become a god, he and the Chan School were already at odds. His master attacked him in public and cut off his relationship with him. It was equivalent to telling the world that he, Yang Jian, was no longer the disciple of Immortal Yu Ding.
Without Chan School as his backer, he was no different from those itinerant cultivators. How could the Heavenly Court be afraid of him?
However, for the sake of the eight million merit points, this rain had to fall no matter what.
After making up his mind, Yang Jian took a step forward. When he appeared again, he was already in the sky.
He stood in the sky and looked down at the earth.
At this moment, the land within thousands of miles of the Guanjiang River was barren. The rivers had dried up, and because there was no water to irrigate the land, countless cracks had appeared. The millions of humans were starving.
Yang Jian looked up at the sky.
Perhaps in the eyes of his uncle, these mortals were just like the saints, insignificant ants.
Right now, Haotian was busy establishing his prestige as Emperor Haotian. How could he care about the lives of the mortals?
He did not like to be a saint, nor did he like to be a good person. However, he was still a human. He was a human in his previous life, and he was still a human in this life.
He couldn't just stand by and watch as countless humans were tortured by the drought.
He waved his hand.
As immortal light flickered, laws appeared.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away, a million tons of river water was wrapped up by a powerful force and flew into the sky.
Thunder.
Talismans condensed in Yang Jian's palm.
As the lightning talisman appeared, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.
Rumble!
Amidst the thunder, endless raindrops fell from the sky and sprinkled on the dry land.
At this moment, countless humans on the ground raised their heads and looked at the sky that was raining and raining.
The three years of drought had destroyed the families of these humans. Now, the heavens had finally opened their eyes and rained down.
"I am Yang Jian from the Guanjiang River. I can't bear to see the people of the world suffer. Today, I will cast a rain spell. As humans, you must work hard in the future. Don't let down my heaven-defying rain.”At this moment, a loud voice resounded through the world.
Do good deeds without leaving a name?
Yang Jian would never do such a thing.
Since he was risking falling out with the Heavenly Court, he should at least get something from these humans.
Since the system could convert karma, incense, and other things into merit, he might as well rely on this rain to let these humans build some temples for him and burn incense to pray. Then, he could also obtain incense from these humans.
No matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat.
Moreover, it wasn't just a few dozen humans who had benefited from his rain, but millions of humans within thousands of miles.
As long as one-tenth of the humans burned incense and prayed to him, the amount of incense given to him would not be a small amount.
The humans on the ground knelt on the ground and worshiped the sky.
"We thank the Heavenly God for his gift. From today onwards, we will definitely build temples for the Heavenly God everywhere on the earth and burn incense to pray.”A human elder kowtowed three times and nine times as he said in a clear voice.
Looking at the human elder, Yang Jian smiled and nodded.
He was a smart old man who knew how to do things.
"Which wandering cultivator or immortal is secretly raining here?”At this moment, a dignified voice sounded in the sky.
Yang Jian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a cloud of immortals descending from the sky. On the cloud stood a deity in divine armor and hundreds of brightly armored celestial soldiers.
Seeing these heavenly troops, Yang Jian was furious.
The Guanjiang River had been in a drought for three years, and these heavenly soldiers and generals had ignored them. Now, he had made a move to rain. The raindrops had just landed on the ground, and these fellows had appeared.
He seriously suspected that these guys were waiting for someone to stop watching and make a move. Then, they would appear and catch him in the act.
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